Hong Yi looked at the two people and asked Hong Xue strangely: "What did you ask me to do just now?" He didn't want to ask at first, but looking at his daughter and Ling Cang's happy enemies, he couldn't hold back. Stay curious.
Hong Xue and Ling Cang replied in unison: "Nothing."
Binglong had woken up. He struggled to crawl to the white-haired corpse and picked up the pistol: "Ling Cang, I |fuck..." Before he could say who he wanted to fuck, another stone flew over and hit him. On his temple. He passed out again.
Ling Cang looked like he was quarreling with Hong Xue. In fact, he had been secretly paying attention to the movements of the ice dragon. Moreover, before entering the factory to rescue Hong Yi, Ling Cang had already searched the entire area carefully. Not only did he get rid of the ice dragon, All his subordinates. They also made sure that there was no one else around.
Ling Cang stopped quarreling with Hong Xue. He walked over and took off Binglong's belt, and tied Binglong's hands tightly.
"Uncle Hong..." Ling Cang clapped his hands and said nonchalantly, "That's the end of my help."
"Okay." Hong Yi nodded slightly: "We can leave the rest to ourselves."
Hong Xue originally thought that Ling Cang would say something to her. But she didn't expect that Ling Cang would just walk away without even looking at herself.
Although it is said that the gang will help them to the end, it is right for Ling Cang to leave now. Next, it belongs to the internal affairs of the Hong Ming Gang. Whether they intend to implement the gang rules or open up to the Binglong Network is entirely up to Hong Yi and Ling Cang. I don’t want to get too involved in gang affairs. So there really is nothing more to do at this time.
Hong Xue immediately called the people in the gang. Then he picked up a pistol and hit Binglong hard on the back of his head: "You bastard. I will let you eat everything."
"Daughter..." Hong Yi coughed twice and asked tentatively: "What do you think of Ling Cang?"
"Not bad." Hong Xue said carelessly: "I decided to let him be my boyfriend."
After what happened today, Hong Yi decided to bring his daughter and Ling Cang together. Because of Ling Cang's demonstrated ability, he could be a good helper to his daughter. But he didn't expect that his daughter had already taken advantage of him and defeated Ling Cang: "Really...you really have a good sense..."
"Dad..." Hong Xue glanced at Hong Yi and became a little embarrassed: "What do you think of Ling Cang?"
"Very good." Hong Yi nodded: "Under the dull appearance, there is great wisdom hidden."
"anything else."
"My skills are also very good."
"Is there any more?"
"And..." Hong Yi smiled and shook his head. He replied: "No matter what I say, it is secondary. What is really important is what you think of him."
"I..." Hong Xue felt a little confused after hearing this: "I can't explain clearly... He seems to be shrouded in fog. It's always difficult to see clearly. Originally, I thought he was a special person. Enrollment. But I heard people say that he is sometimes very generous with his actions. I don’t know where the money comes from. He is the leader of the ancient martial arts club in our school. He has good kung fu. But his actions should not be so fierce. He killed so many people and even his eyes. Without even blinking; and..."
"No more." Hong Yi interrupted his daughter: "You still don't understand. What I really want to know is how you feel about him in your heart."
"I like it very much..." These were just a few simple words. The more Hong Xue said it, the lower her voice became. Eventually, it was almost inaudible. After a while, she suddenly raised her voice and asked, "By the way, Dad." .You’re really sure it was him who let you out of jail.”
"Well. I don't know how he did it. But there should be no second possibility." Although there was no one around, the ice dragon was still lying on the ground unconscious. However, Hong Yi still looked around out of habit. : "I didn't want to tell you at first. But...it's better to tell you now..."
"Why. What information do you have."
"Over the years, your father has accumulated a lot of contacts. He can learn a lot about high-level affairs..." After coughing twice, Hong Yi said slowly: "I just heard yesterday that he is a senior official in charge of national security affairs. He only let me out of the misery after speaking. I don’t know the name of this high-ranking official at all, let alone know him. So, it can only be someone secretly helping me to plead for mercy... Since someone has mentioned the name Ling Cang to me before. .Looking at Ling Cang’s skills, I should be sure it’s him.”
"You suspect...Ling Cang belongs to a certain national security department."
"That's right." Hong Yi nodded without hesitation: "I don't know what department it is. But I have heard that the country uses talents in an eclectic way in this regard. Senior officials often select and train young people. Some talents are then secretly appointed. Ling Cang's current status as a student is not a cover..."
"Hehe." Hong Xue smiled, shook her head and said, "I didn't expect this Guawazi to be a spy."
"Do you really like this agent?"
"Dad..." Hong Xue became shy in a rare way: "Don't keep asking this question..."
Hong Yi smiled and said nothing more because he already understood his daughter's attitude.
After two days of publicity, donations officially started. At the class meeting that day, Luo Ailin held a big box and walked around in front of the classmates. She kept saying thank you.
Because it was a class meeting, the students sat more casually. The tables and chairs were all moved out of their original positions, and they gathered together as if they were close to each other, as if they were going to play cards. Ling Cang and his group naturally formed a circle.
Su Mengqing didn't come to class for the past two days. She was sitting side by side with Shen Fanlei. After hearing what happened, she took out a check for 100,000 yuan without hesitation.
Although as far as Su Mengqing's income is concerned, one hundred thousand yuan is nothing, but it is still a lot. As a public figure, she often faces various donations and charity activities. Every time she spends a lot of money, no one can bear it. Come on.
Friends always have to take care of each other's face. Donating too much will refute your friend's face. Donating too little will make you lose face. So Su Mengqing's amount has set a benchmark. As a best friend, Shen Fanlei naturally has to maintain They agreed. They also donated 100,000 yuan. Several other friends agreed with Shen Fanlei. It would not be good if it was more or less. They all wrote checks for 100,000 yuan.
Finally it was Ling Cang's turn. He took out a dollar from his wallet and put it in the cash box with a big bang: "In order not to contribute to the donation benchmark of other special enrollment students, I announced in my own name that I will donate one dollar to this event. ."
Even if Ling Cang doesn't donate, others won't say anything. In fact, no one has ever thought that special admissions students should spend a mountain of money. Except Luo Ailin.
Seeing that her efforts were in vain and that all her efforts had no effect, Luo Ailin was furious: "Ling Cang, you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Ling Cang asked expressionlessly, "Isn't it right for me to donate all the money I spent on food?"
"Then you can't just donate a dollar..."
"I haven't donated a dollar yet." Ling Cang said, standing up and going to grab Luo Ailin's money box: "Give it back to me."
"What are you doing?" Luo Ailin was frightened. She quickly took a few steps back: "Ling Cang, you are going too far."
"You are going too far." Ling Cang retorted confidently: "You even want my food money. Is there any justice in heaven? Is there human nature..."
"You..." Faced with such a piece of meat, Luo Aileen didn't know what to say: "But this is a good deed."
"You can't force people to donate when you do good deeds." Ling Cang looked Luo Ailin up and down and asked one word at a time: "By the way, how much did you donate?"
"I..." Luo Ailin hesitated before replying: "Don't worry about it. Anyway, I am different from you. I have done my best."
"Not necessarily." Ling Cang shook his head slowly: "You can still eat. It means you didn't donate enough. I observed it at noon. There were prawns in the dishes you ordered. You also drank milk. …”
"Lingcang, what are you talking about..." Luo Ailin was a little anxious: "Don't I even eat? I just donate everything."
"I'm telling the truth. Being hungry only shows that you are kind. You have to know that children in impoverished mountainous areas still don't have enough to eat..." Ling Cang spread his hands with an innocent look on his face: "Also, you can go out and sit on the stage. Selling yourself to donate money. How glorious. ah."
"You are so shameless." Luo Ailin's face was livid with anger and her body was shaking: "I won't tell you anymore."
"But I want to tell you." Ling Cang was too polite to let anyone know: "When are you planning to sell yourself and donate money?"
Although the class meeting was organized by the students themselves, the teachers were all there. Ding Xuehan made Ling Cang make a fuss, and intervened: "No matter how much money you donate, it's good if you have the intention. However, Ling Cang, don't make things difficult for Luo Aileen." …”
Ling Cang finally sat down. Luo Ailin ran away immediately. When she arrived in front of the teacher, the Third Holy Mother rolled her eyes and started chattering: "Teacher, don't worry. I forgive Ling Cang. He is just a child in my eyes." .It is inevitable to say some childish words and do some childish things..."
"Really? Luo Ailin, you are so sensible..." Ding Xuehan only wanted the class meeting to maintain normal order and didn't care what Luo Ailin thought. But she couldn't interrupt Luo Ailin. She could only feel in her heart that the name of the Third Holy Mother was well-deserved. She was really pure and innocent.
The students burst into laughter. They felt that Ling Cang was really good at turning a charity donation into a farce.
Su Mengqing rolled her eyes at Ling Cang and said unhappily: "Why is this Ling Cang like this..."